Harriet, shepherdess, is the in charge of all dying. If I looked at a yarn in her shop that was in worsted and longed for it in sock weight, her answer, "OK I'll have it ready for you when you come over tomorrow morning." And she would...is that heaven or what. Julie spent hours spinning the most amazing chocolate and bright speckeled (?) roving. We were up at 5.30 A.M. Sat. morning knitting and spinning. I cooked farm breakfasts with the farm's fresh eggs, local slab bacon, juice, coffee, toast -mmm good.